It has been an awesome Labor day weekend. First I really needed the break a work as taken quite a bit of my energy and bandwidth. It has been a little stressful late summer so having a little bit of an extra day felt nice.
Kiddo and his dad have been rocking soccer together where I just have been offering support. Mostly cause my reaction times are best exemplified as below:
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But I do my best.
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In non-RL news, I have been working on my website, finally, getting it spruced up to how I like it and making it all colorful. It's still a WIP but I am getting there:
My hope is that my website is set before I get Letters Between Sex and Violence vol. 3 out. This year has been...a rather stressful one for my creativity, but at least I am making some movement at last.
Hurray!
I shall now leave you with another snippet:
No one truly accepted Ira.
Everyone walked on eggshells. No one knew when her laugh would turn into a roar, when her perfectly manicured would become caked with blood. No matter how much money she paid, how many expensive gifts she showered her employees, her business partners, even her family, there was always a risk.
A risk that she would rip them apart within the same hour of praising them.
It was never a question of if...but *when*.
When will she snap. When will she seek blood, destruction, war. When will Wrath demand her full of depravity and who will be the next corpse on the mountain of bodies left in her never ending conquest.
Not even all of Dante's Sins fully accepted Ira and no one could blame them for their wariness. Their primal fear, the instinctual drive to survive, warned them of the predator that considered them *family*. Even those who did understand her, who did not hold that same terror deep in heir hearts, could not bring themselves to take 100% of what she had to give, even when they were brave enough to withstand the price of her loyalty. Featured Book
One night, I slip into a world I don’t belong in—designer gowns, crystal champagne flutes, whispered deals worth millions.
My plan is simple: pretend to be someone else, gather what I need, and disappear.
Then I meet Renat Rostov.
Tall. Lethal. Gorgeous enough to ruin me with a single look.
And the moment his hand closes over mine, I know the truth…
He sees straight through my lie.
But instead of throwing me to the wolves, he pulls me closer.
Too close.
Close enough to feel the danger in every breath, the heat in every glance, and the promise in every touch.
I should run.
Instead, I fall—into his bed, into his world, into the kind of trouble that ends in blood.
Now there’s no way out.
A gang war is brewing, enemies are closing in, and I’m hiding a secret that will change everything.
Because Renat doesn’t know the truth.
And when he finds out…
He’ll either keep me safe forever.
Or bury me where no one will ever find me.
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Hope you enjoyed reading this week and found an amazing book or two to read this week!
That is all for this week on updates! Thank you for sticking with me an as always, stay safe, stay healthy, stay happy!